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PRIDE MONTH BEGINS
with MC teaching anthropology and Dave getting Mike Wazowskied!
(and it's more than just homosexuals in the community but you get the point)
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I walked through my house at 1:12 am to photograph some potatoes because I wanted a background for Charun and I couldn't find an official one that fit the text. it was all for you.
I've gotten better at editing on my phone! it took a lot of headaches to get here. but now you get to see Zebruh in his true from: a pop-up ad.
isolated potato photo here:
[text sources: milfiero, sapphicseance, vamprisms, and gay-bitchdisease on tumblr]
I threw together some mother's day e-cards! here's a sweet one:
and here's a cursed one:
the second one is more biologically specific, but the first one can work for all sorts of motherly figures. I'll be sending both to my mom, and I'll show the first one to my cat because she's a mom! and I'll make father's day ones next month!
You did it! And yes of course you get a cookie, as promised!
I made them with my mom! We used Martha Stewart's recipe for "old fashioned sugar cookies". It says "well done" if you can't tell. That stuff is pretty hard to write with! We even ate it for you!
Whoever can translate the Alternian into english gets a cookie!
[text source: mattdavelewis on twitter]
Well, what are yours? Mine are tired and also tired.
[text source: Skweezy on twitter]
Whoever can translate the Alternian into english gets a cookie!
[text source: mattdavelewis on twitter]
I drew the toothbrushes myself with a mouse lmao. I was totally gonna make Mallek's teeth shiny, but I couldn't figure out to make it work.
[text sources: philsadelphia on twitter, and deverified and essentiallyjesus on tumblr]
I just woke up. I haven't even sat up yet. I go on the tumblr dot com to help wake my brain up. And this horny mailman porn is what greets me.
It sounds straight out of homestuck. You could have told me that this was how everyone's favorite mailman, MC, was conceived and I would have believed you. I want to go back to sleep to escape this, but I don't want to see what kinds of weird-ass dreams I'd have. I'm stuck with the knowledge, no matter what. Forever.
Good morning, y'all...
Okay, so I'm /actually/ about to write a porn fic to AO3, and I'm interested in knowing what the difference is between the M rating and E rating. Able to enlighten me?
Mature is ‘and then they made love.’ Explicit is ‘and here’s how they did it exactly.’
To wit: mature.
He looked at the envelope, spread out before him.
God, he’d never been this hungry.
Could he be gentle enough? Slow enough? He didn’t want to damage it, didn’t want to do anything he’d regret… but no, no, it seemed the envelope wanted this as much as he did. It slipped into his hands, it folded as he asked. When it was time for more, the card was waiting, and he somehow knew exactly what to do. He moved with his correspondence in a dance as old as the mail system, and when it was over, he was smiling and the envelope was completely, thoroughly sealed.
Explicit:
The envelope waved its flap in the air slowly, gently, and he could see the faint shimmer of the adhesive traced along its fold. It was like a taunt, a dare: won’t you? And he would, oh, God, he would, lifting the envelope firmly to his lips, licking slowly at first, then faster, more firmly, tasting the envelope’s essence, the faint bitterness, the sweetness to follow–
Oh, he couldn’t help but smile at how it felt in his hands. It was so perfectly folded. Its paper was rough against his fingers, and its crossed folds shifted slightly as it opened for his eager tongue. Yes, yes…
Now the card, and his hand trembled as he lifted it, as he held the envelope, stretching it wide. Would it fit? Oh… oh, yes, it would fit, it slid in smooth and quick and filled the envelope to bursting, oh, made for each other, and he smiled in delight at how perfect it was.
He was ready. Now, now, now: with one swift movement he folded the flap over and he pressed, yes, he pressed the flap down and it stuck, God, it stuck perfectly, and he closed his eyes in bliss.
Afterwards, he stroked the envelope, and thought about addresses.
OH MY GOD this is so perfect I love it!!!! 💜 thank you!!!
Bonk.
Inspired by this post, lmaooo.
And thus, a friendship was born.
(text source: beetledrink, creepsandcrawlers, kramergate, and laflenkenway on tumblr)
“think of my tiny legs!” Lots of trolls definitely don’t need to be told twice to think about MC’s legs, just sayin…
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This is…very relatable.
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She’s preparing them for the journey ahead!
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I mean either could help with like stress relief
(text source: JasonLastName on twitter)
I don't necessarily ship all these, I just put whoever I thought was the most fitting, but I think the dynamics are really interesting to think about! Anyway, Polypa should host her own dating show.
(text source: GilpinGrace on twitter)
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It’s good that they can look on the bright side, I suppose.
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